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| The antique dealer who sells at the market had a great stand on Wednesday! |
Markets are just one of the many folkloric aspects which I love about Europe. When I was growing up in California 'super' markets were the norm, it was very rare to find an old fashioned market. After moving to England I was fascinated by the history of the market and set about visiting as many as I could. Of course markets were the places to buy items of food and household goods long before shops opened. There is something magical about market day, especially in the countryside where the old towns were given charters by the kings to hold a market.
Wednesdays are market days in Hungerford. I like being there on those days even though parking can be tricky! Parking further away means more exercise and gazing at the pretty houses and gardens along the way into town.
The sun was shining so I took advantage of it to deliver items to our unit 'Mrs Black's' in The Emporium in the High Street. I put some pieces of vintage china, books and this round crocheted tablecloth in. I love this tablecloth and it is a craft which I have not mastered myself so I really appreciate the talent and hours which have gone into this piece. I hope it goes to a good home where it can be shown off.
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| large circular crochet tablecoth £30.00 |
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| close up of the delicate crochet flowers |
These are a few of the items that caught my eye today which other dealers at The Emporium have for sale. Our little unit is upstairs and it is nearly impossible to pass through the shop without wanting something!
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| Some very pretty chintz jugs, and a pair of darling dog bookends |
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| I love this doorstop - very unusual! |
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| So feminine - a pale and interesting dressing table
Some more of what we have for sale at the moment.
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| An art student's copy of Constable's 'Cottage in a Cornfield' |
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| Meakin sunflower coffee set |
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| Audobon Canada Goose plate |
Driving home the sky was a dreamy dark blue and the rape seed fields bright yellow, rich with that Heavenly scent. Swallows and Kites circled and chirped and shrieked overhead. And then it rained!
